Thursday, August 28, 2003
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
I have defeated the worm...I think. Nice article about Jack Kirby in the Times, long overdue recognition. The Spanish have the best time and the Nigerians need to chill out. However, I say a mighty thrashing should be in store for the Uruguayan Toothfish pirates.
Wednesday, August 13, 2003
I'm so pissed off, my computer has the fucking blaster worm virus..damn..however in far off India they have discovered Rajasaurus...beautiful...
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
I cleared it with the higherups....Zagnut is now the official candy bar of this hang out. Apparently, Chip-A-Ritas are now the talk about town snack in Cleveland. I can't wait to pick up a bag at the local 7-11 along with a mellow yellow slurpee. The candy baron has highly recommended Pixie Stix to some of my associates.
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Wednesday, July 23, 2003
Slipped out of work at lunch to finally see the Panopticon exhibit at the Carnegie. Very quick look-see, at first glance my favorite was #390, Jean Metzinger's Man with Pipe. The nineteenth century feel of the Gallery was beautiful and I will return with more time to appreciate
the display.
the display.
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
Thursday, July 03, 2003
Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you "Octopus Giganteus." Be careful where you beach this summer...
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
Have not posted for awhile, I have been very busy at work and all of my spare time has been taken up by the Acme Correspondence School of Boxing. Also, the Time Space Gun I purchased from Acme has given me soon problems, having me to call in sick from work for a few days, but everything is alright now, I just need to wear long sleeve shirts and gloves from now on. I've been seeing way to many Ohio license plates around lately, I realize that they are the next state over but this is ridiculous, the plates seem to be new and mark the 200th anniversary of statehood of Ohio...okokok..that's nice just move on, make room for some other states..just kidding..ha..did escape last weekend to Columbus for a special mission and met some very nice people who didn't ask me too many questions about my full sleeves and gloves, I was hoping to get a chance to use my new boxing skills but no Ohio ruffians accosted me. Columbus is nice, I plan to go back.
Monday, June 02, 2003
Ahhhh..i guess i should eat somthin for dinner.. walk into favorite Mexican hangout, the staff is glued to racy Univision soap opera, villain is choking a hot Latin woman, then throws her aside and pulled out a pistol for extra south of the border tension. One staff member happily breaks contact and takes my order of grande chicken quesadilla and cranberry juice, I skip the supersweet Mexican soda I usually get....food comes quick and I am also watching the drama even though I have no idea what they're saying...very good quesadilla...walk back home to pay bills, take out the trash and try to call home(busy..twice.)
Monday, May 26, 2003
Woke up this morning feeling like I've been worked over by a baby gorilla, the results of yesterday's gym visit. Had steak and eggs on my mind for breakfast only to find out restaurant is closed for the holiday, settle for chain bagel place, have plain bagel/bacon-scallion, grape juice, coffee. Hep college guys are having bible study in front, all bibles are turned to the Book of James but now they are all outside socializing with hep college gals leaving James behind for now. Baby gorilla cuddles are fading away, glad mama didn't get ahold of me. Plan to hopefully clean some today, work on postal project and maybe see a movie.
Monday, May 12, 2003
Monday, May 05, 2003
Visit Summary for MR#z75837112
Severe attack of stomach pains caused me to leave work early to rest and maybe see a doctor. This is a continuation of yesterday's Greek poisoning, Dale kept yelling at me for eating Greek, I probably won't for a while. Back home I make an appointment for late afternoon. Rest a bit, feel a lot better but still walk over to the hospital for the visit. After prodding, blood pressure and urinalysis the good doc finds nothing wrong and sends me off to return for a general visit in about a month. Dinner of large hot tea, pineapple guava juice and a smart looking macaroon. Back home for more rest.
Severe attack of stomach pains caused me to leave work early to rest and maybe see a doctor. This is a continuation of yesterday's Greek poisoning, Dale kept yelling at me for eating Greek, I probably won't for a while. Back home I make an appointment for late afternoon. Rest a bit, feel a lot better but still walk over to the hospital for the visit. After prodding, blood pressure and urinalysis the good doc finds nothing wrong and sends me off to return for a general visit in about a month. Dinner of large hot tea, pineapple guava juice and a smart looking macaroon. Back home for more rest.
Sunday, May 04, 2003
Last Opera
Left work early to attend the final opera performance of the season, La Boheme. First time I have seen this supposedly most beloved of operas. Nice composition and voices, but I found myself nodding off and generally uninterested, maybe I need to sit through this one again in the future. Not nearly as well done as the Cinderella production earlier in the season. Decide to attend opening day of local Greek food festival, wait in line about forty minutes of so, tanned senior citizen couple in front of me kept doting over the several small children young family behind me, the small children kept poking me in the back despite their Mother's warnings. When I finally get to the food counter I load up with Greek chicken and rice, green beans and feta salad. Easily find an empty table where I can inhale in peace. When finished with the main event, I approach the desert line to get fine Greek pastries to go, most are unpronounceable but look yummy. Boxed up and paid, I run off to local coffee shack to continue the eatathon. Nice boy at counter automatically biggie sizes my coffee and I hole up in empty table to sip and eat Grecian baked beauties. Burrrpp, done I find myself with a abrupt tummy ache. Why am I surprised? I ate a whole bunch, maybe its Byzantine food poisoning, repayment for my past alliances with the Turks. Perhaps I'll self-combust in a ball of Greek Fire. After a little horizontal rest I feel better...I don't think my cast iron stomach is as cast iron as it was before.
Left work early to attend the final opera performance of the season, La Boheme. First time I have seen this supposedly most beloved of operas. Nice composition and voices, but I found myself nodding off and generally uninterested, maybe I need to sit through this one again in the future. Not nearly as well done as the Cinderella production earlier in the season. Decide to attend opening day of local Greek food festival, wait in line about forty minutes of so, tanned senior citizen couple in front of me kept doting over the several small children young family behind me, the small children kept poking me in the back despite their Mother's warnings. When I finally get to the food counter I load up with Greek chicken and rice, green beans and feta salad. Easily find an empty table where I can inhale in peace. When finished with the main event, I approach the desert line to get fine Greek pastries to go, most are unpronounceable but look yummy. Boxed up and paid, I run off to local coffee shack to continue the eatathon. Nice boy at counter automatically biggie sizes my coffee and I hole up in empty table to sip and eat Grecian baked beauties. Burrrpp, done I find myself with a abrupt tummy ache. Why am I surprised? I ate a whole bunch, maybe its Byzantine food poisoning, repayment for my past alliances with the Turks. Perhaps I'll self-combust in a ball of Greek Fire. After a little horizontal rest I feel better...I don't think my cast iron stomach is as cast iron as it was before.
Thursday, May 01, 2003
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
PBEgg
After a day at work I spent some time with co-workers at Home Despot buying things for work and then a bad late night dinner at a high expectations Mexican restaurant. We spent some time talking about it and decided that I am much more White Trash than I realized. After our meal James and I split a Hershey's peanut butter egg he had left over from Easter.
Tuesday, April 08, 2003
Symphony No. 9 in D minor Op.125 "Choral"
It is such a great thing that the final manuscript of the 9th Symphony still exists. I hope it finds a good home.
It is such a great thing that the final manuscript of the 9th Symphony still exists. I hope it finds a good home.
Chinese Fast Food Take Out & Eat In
The sun bleached photographs of various selections drew me in along with the other bold signs. A few people eating in mostly Asians, an Asian girl in fount of me gives her order to the bright eyed counter guy, he then finds it on the paper menu and rattles it off on the microphone to the chef. After she's done she whips out her phone and talks super fast Chinese to somebody. I'm up next, Orange flavored chicken and Wonton soup, bright eyes looks at menu and fires off order over the man in the back, man in back gives me a look at then gets back to the job at hand. Soon the meal is up served in white Styrofoam finery. Find a place to sit, place is sorta a wreck, sit near snoopy "i ok your ok" banner. Food's good, rice a little lumpy, frumpy American women behind me is complaining about how the Styrofoam dinnerware is environmentally unkind, yeah, yeah, i guess your right, give it a rest, blah, blah blah now she's fixated on the correct pronunciation of "Lo Mein." Environmentally unkindness pushed into trash, plastic tray put on top, out i go. On way back notice once graffiti laced alley now a wild west gunslinger scene, i spend some time but leave before i have to defend myself and "draw".
The sun bleached photographs of various selections drew me in along with the other bold signs. A few people eating in mostly Asians, an Asian girl in fount of me gives her order to the bright eyed counter guy, he then finds it on the paper menu and rattles it off on the microphone to the chef. After she's done she whips out her phone and talks super fast Chinese to somebody. I'm up next, Orange flavored chicken and Wonton soup, bright eyes looks at menu and fires off order over the man in the back, man in back gives me a look at then gets back to the job at hand. Soon the meal is up served in white Styrofoam finery. Find a place to sit, place is sorta a wreck, sit near snoopy "i ok your ok" banner. Food's good, rice a little lumpy, frumpy American women behind me is complaining about how the Styrofoam dinnerware is environmentally unkind, yeah, yeah, i guess your right, give it a rest, blah, blah blah now she's fixated on the correct pronunciation of "Lo Mein." Environmentally unkindness pushed into trash, plastic tray put on top, out i go. On way back notice once graffiti laced alley now a wild west gunslinger scene, i spend some time but leave before i have to defend myself and "draw".
Sunday, April 06, 2003
The tendencies of his culture
Today i escaped work to have brunch with the Turk. I had a reconstituting steak and eggs breakfast and he had a Feta omelette. We talked about the war and the tendencies of his culture to treat women prisoners badly. After work I ran off to do laundry, whites and some colors. I thought Sunday night would have been slow but it was packed with everybody. Somehow i didn't bring the copy of Fahrenheit 451 i bought today with me, so i sat and watched some sappy women's movie on the Lifetime channel. On the walk back i noticed in the distance the bright flickering of the carousel being tested for next weeks carnival.
Today i escaped work to have brunch with the Turk. I had a reconstituting steak and eggs breakfast and he had a Feta omelette. We talked about the war and the tendencies of his culture to treat women prisoners badly. After work I ran off to do laundry, whites and some colors. I thought Sunday night would have been slow but it was packed with everybody. Somehow i didn't bring the copy of Fahrenheit 451 i bought today with me, so i sat and watched some sappy women's movie on the Lifetime channel. On the walk back i noticed in the distance the bright flickering of the carousel being tested for next weeks carnival.